Of Murdoch, I Write (Not Rupe): Author Inspires Anti-Youth Yowl
Back when I was a spotty-faced youth, it was the grown-ups who got all the respect: the attention and the jewelry and the shags and the sparkling champers. Adults were-I know it’s hard to imagine-at the center stage of the cultural drama. Sure, there were pop tarts and gangly layabouts, but nobody listened to them Read More